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10 days with family felt like the death toll on my libido--fortunately was not. Some hidden cache of lust was just waiting to be coaxed open. This morning, I was awakened by a massive headache that begged to be wanked out.
The nice thing about forced chastity is that it gives me appreciation for the simple things. To me, the pinnacle of sex is the hard penis. Not casually hard--the filled-to-bursting, inches away from exploding, marble rod. The lord's scepter, cold and just. The sensation of it swelling and stretching inside. I would love to be impaled upon a statue of a god, I think. Left to writhe, tissues aching with the unyielding hard tension. It is the highest pleasure, even more than the nasty heat of cum.
I imagined huge, bestial, rock-hard dicks rending my cunt and oh, it was sweet, sweet.
The nice thing about forced chastity is that it gives me appreciation for the simple things. To me, the pinnacle of sex is the hard penis. Not casually hard--the filled-to-bursting, inches away from exploding, marble rod. The lord's scepter, cold and just. The sensation of it swelling and stretching inside. I would love to be impaled upon a statue of a god, I think. Left to writhe, tissues aching with the unyielding hard tension. It is the highest pleasure, even more than the nasty heat of cum.
I imagined huge, bestial, rock-hard dicks rending my cunt and oh, it was sweet, sweet.
Marquis
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Quint said:
Hot.
I at times have an auto-erotic appreciation for my own cockulus at this state of tumescence. When it feels like if you pricked it with a needle you would die from blood loss. When the dorsal vein is almost like a second penis, trapped inside the larger member. I'm talking about veins popping out so hard your shit looks like a subway map.
drown
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funny.
the best
are so shatteringly
personal:
to try to communicate
them
is
horribly inadequate
and
imminently
frustrating;
like
cheating
on
a
blood compact
with your
psyche...
the
not so great ones
are easy to
toss-off
into golden words...
as if trying to
recover
for now
what the
great ones
tauntingly
promise.
so,
lemme tell you about my last couple...
the best
are so shatteringly
personal:
to try to communicate
them
is
horribly inadequate
and
imminently
frustrating;
like
cheating
on
a
blood compact
with your
psyche...
the
not so great ones
are easy to
toss-off
into golden words...
as if trying to
recover
for now
what the
great ones
tauntingly
promise.
so,
lemme tell you about my last couple...
Marquis said:
Induced a Pavlovian salivation.
I think I must be in my fertile zone, because it's a rare thing that the same day that I have such a powerful O, I also have sex dreams. It was a "just the tip" game, and as you all know, everyone wins in "just the tip." What made it startling was the realism; I could see the effort of restraint on my partner's face, feel the elusive O just out of reach for us both. Of course, that's my cue to wake up. Contemplated finishing the job but T was getting ready for work and I figured it in poor taste to show off. Went back to sleep and dreamed of monkeys and bird's nests.
luxey313
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I jacked to this concept that is whacked, but so hot to me.
I hook up with this lovely girl.
I meet her at a bar.
Tall, sexy, stylish.
We are kissing, pinching her tits, finger-fucking her mouth, total sapphic love.
I pull her pants down to stuff four in her cunt and she has a cock.
A fucking tranny.
But the shame and shock are so hot.
That I am fucked by this shim.
I suck her off, fuck her.
My dominate way with females is now a total mind-fuck that I am with a man but a woman as well.
I hook up with this lovely girl.
I meet her at a bar.
Tall, sexy, stylish.
We are kissing, pinching her tits, finger-fucking her mouth, total sapphic love.
I pull her pants down to stuff four in her cunt and she has a cock.
A fucking tranny.
But the shame and shock are so hot.
That I am fucked by this shim.
I suck her off, fuck her.
My dominate way with females is now a total mind-fuck that I am with a man but a woman as well.
luxey313 said:
Slightly-but-not-really OT, I was listening to Ying Yang Twins yesterday. I've never been drawn to bending my own gender, but for some reason I just craaaaaved hooking on a strap-on and crooning "wait'll you see my dick, ay bitch" to some honey.
rosco rathbone
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A quint siting in the jol. will wonders never cease.
YaYa_Sisterwho
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The fantasy in my head - your face between my legs...
Almost on my head, my shoulders the only other thing touching the bed, as I arch up into your hands and mouth. Giving myself over to you. You, owning me with the commanding attack of your mouth. Claiming my complete lower half for your pleasure. Yours. Your ass to grip and control in your strong hands. Your hips moving to eagerly meet your mouth. Your pussy, quivering with delight and hungrily chasing your lips, your tongue, your attention. Eat that pretty pink pussy. That juicy pussy. Your clit to tease and torment, to circle and suck, as my heartbeat fills it with throbbing pleasure against your tongue.
Your tongue everywhere... oh, hell yeah. Tongue fucking me, lapping and tugging on my lips, circling and flicking on my clit. Loosing control of my body, and not caring. Writhing in your hands. More. Arching and thrusting into you in search of More. More of what you're doing, more of what feels so fucking good. My face feels hot and tingly, my pussy feels alive and primal. Slick, soaked, squirming. Moaning, oh, there, right there, oh fuck yes, suck it, lick it, eat that pretty pink pussy baby. Fucking your face, feels so good, closer, pressing, grinding closer, harder... faster, fuck so close, oh god yes!
In reality...
Index and pointer fingers on either side of my clit, my thumb at the
apex (a really sensitive spot), I brought my fingers together in a
kneading motion, repeatedly, as if it were your lips gently sucking and
tugging at me. i let my other hand sink below the water, sometimes
darting between my legs, my finger just circling and teasing my opening.
The thought of it being your finger or your tongue,,... mmm... made
that circle of flesh spasm, seeking. I got impatient, I could have gone
like that for a long time, and I was so hungry to feel you against me,
to fuck your face hard and fast and with no control - my hands weren't
enough. I stood and retrieved the showerhead and lowered myself again.
with one leg over the edge of the tub, my ass still submersed for the
most part in the hot water (which made it easier to feel like it was
your chest and hands cupping me), I lifted just my pussy from the water
and aimed the spray at it. Hips fucking that water like it was you,
my mind running the litany of the "pretty pussy" phrases, and whispered
fuck yeses escaping my lips...
I imagined you thinking, saying, sharing the thought of wanting to feel
my orgasm against your tongue.... that sent me over. Convulsing in the
tub of water, my hand unsteady, but somehow my pussy finding the
spray as if it were you...
just wonderful.
Almost on my head, my shoulders the only other thing touching the bed, as I arch up into your hands and mouth. Giving myself over to you. You, owning me with the commanding attack of your mouth. Claiming my complete lower half for your pleasure. Yours. Your ass to grip and control in your strong hands. Your hips moving to eagerly meet your mouth. Your pussy, quivering with delight and hungrily chasing your lips, your tongue, your attention. Eat that pretty pink pussy. That juicy pussy. Your clit to tease and torment, to circle and suck, as my heartbeat fills it with throbbing pleasure against your tongue.
Your tongue everywhere... oh, hell yeah. Tongue fucking me, lapping and tugging on my lips, circling and flicking on my clit. Loosing control of my body, and not caring. Writhing in your hands. More. Arching and thrusting into you in search of More. More of what you're doing, more of what feels so fucking good. My face feels hot and tingly, my pussy feels alive and primal. Slick, soaked, squirming. Moaning, oh, there, right there, oh fuck yes, suck it, lick it, eat that pretty pink pussy baby. Fucking your face, feels so good, closer, pressing, grinding closer, harder... faster, fuck so close, oh god yes!
In reality...
Index and pointer fingers on either side of my clit, my thumb at the
apex (a really sensitive spot), I brought my fingers together in a
kneading motion, repeatedly, as if it were your lips gently sucking and
tugging at me. i let my other hand sink below the water, sometimes
darting between my legs, my finger just circling and teasing my opening.
The thought of it being your finger or your tongue,,... mmm... made
that circle of flesh spasm, seeking. I got impatient, I could have gone
like that for a long time, and I was so hungry to feel you against me,
to fuck your face hard and fast and with no control - my hands weren't
enough. I stood and retrieved the showerhead and lowered myself again.
with one leg over the edge of the tub, my ass still submersed for the
most part in the hot water (which made it easier to feel like it was
your chest and hands cupping me), I lifted just my pussy from the water
and aimed the spray at it. Hips fucking that water like it was you,
my mind running the litany of the "pretty pussy" phrases, and whispered
fuck yeses escaping my lips...
I imagined you thinking, saying, sharing the thought of wanting to feel
my orgasm against your tongue.... that sent me over. Convulsing in the
tub of water, my hand unsteady, but somehow my pussy finding the
spray as if it were you...
just wonderful.
YaYas
rosco rathbone
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I haven't laid a hand on my bone in anger in 14 days.
I had a slight urge last night but I was breathing through my mouth due to a stuffed nose and I had a sort of out-of-body image of me lying there with cracked and peeling lips, wheezing like a grampus, and it was so unattractive that I lost all interest in fucking myself.
I had a slight urge last night but I was breathing through my mouth due to a stuffed nose and I had a sort of out-of-body image of me lying there with cracked and peeling lips, wheezing like a grampus, and it was so unattractive that I lost all interest in fucking myself.
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Hester said:
It's a reference to the phrase "shot fired in anger", which I always thought was a somewhat amusing technical term for combat; assuming as it does that all combatants are always enraged at each other, whereas many of them are confused and hapless draftees.
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rosco rathbone said:
this brought tears to my eyes
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Hester said:
I'm hunkered down in my foxhole with freckles and a cowlick reading the bible.
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Last night another unsavory jack. Now, one must put that in perspective because orgasms are like pizza, but this was just poor in every way.
It was late and I figured I'd pop one off since I was already horny and halfway hard anyway. I'd rubbed one out earlier that day, but it'd been a few hours, so I didn't think there'd be a problem.
I was standing, giving my rim some stimulation as I rubbed. My current tastes lead me to fantasize about a girl giving me a rusty trombone and then switching to receiving anal, giving my dick a quick suck (and her a quick taste of her ass) before tromboning me again. It took a long time, though and I stopped, realizing I wasn't much further along than when I'd first started. Annoying shit.
Luckily, I'm not like the women I've read here that occasionally can't finish. I just need time and the right position. I guess that earlier in the day jack affected me more than I originally thought.
I sat down and got to work. I started thinking about this one girl I dated who fucked with my head a little, and about this thing I wrote about her and what a whore she was... it's written to her, really, but of course I never actually gave it to her.
I recited to her this text as she sucked my cock and humbly rimmed me, listening to what I had to say and apologizing for her past behavior. I said nothing else, just sat quietly and waited for her to finish. This silent treatment made her feel even worse, so she doubled her efforts, looking up into my eyes every now and then to see if I'd forgiven her or at least if I was appreciating the tongue bathing she was now giving me. I was, of course, but I didn't want her to know that. Her humiliation was really turning me on.
The conversation became specific as I approached O. My preference for cumming deep inside a woman led me to make her bend over in front of me. She displayed her tight anus, nestled between plump cheeks. I jammed myself inside.
"Oh god," she said from the pain, not yet accustomed to anal penetration. "Cum, please cum."
I slapped her cheek from behind and told her "Don't tell me what to fucking do!"
But to her relief, I came seconds later.
Now that I retell it, it wasn't a bad O. Just time-consuming, mainly.
It was late and I figured I'd pop one off since I was already horny and halfway hard anyway. I'd rubbed one out earlier that day, but it'd been a few hours, so I didn't think there'd be a problem.
I was standing, giving my rim some stimulation as I rubbed. My current tastes lead me to fantasize about a girl giving me a rusty trombone and then switching to receiving anal, giving my dick a quick suck (and her a quick taste of her ass) before tromboning me again. It took a long time, though and I stopped, realizing I wasn't much further along than when I'd first started. Annoying shit.
Luckily, I'm not like the women I've read here that occasionally can't finish. I just need time and the right position. I guess that earlier in the day jack affected me more than I originally thought.
I sat down and got to work. I started thinking about this one girl I dated who fucked with my head a little, and about this thing I wrote about her and what a whore she was... it's written to her, really, but of course I never actually gave it to her.
I recited to her this text as she sucked my cock and humbly rimmed me, listening to what I had to say and apologizing for her past behavior. I said nothing else, just sat quietly and waited for her to finish. This silent treatment made her feel even worse, so she doubled her efforts, looking up into my eyes every now and then to see if I'd forgiven her or at least if I was appreciating the tongue bathing she was now giving me. I was, of course, but I didn't want her to know that. Her humiliation was really turning me on.
The conversation became specific as I approached O. My preference for cumming deep inside a woman led me to make her bend over in front of me. She displayed her tight anus, nestled between plump cheeks. I jammed myself inside.
"Oh god," she said from the pain, not yet accustomed to anal penetration. "Cum, please cum."
I slapped her cheek from behind and told her "Don't tell me what to fucking do!"
But to her relief, I came seconds later.
Now that I retell it, it wasn't a bad O. Just time-consuming, mainly.
Lol good description.Marquis said:
MechaBlade
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This is the strangest metaphor for masturbation I've ever heard.rosco rathbone said:
I read recently that, to properly train one's body to be more orgasmic, one ought focus on the physical sensations one is receiving, not create fantasies that take one out of the body.
Even at my most shamefully libidinous, doesn't work. I have to at least picture a surprised "O!" face at unexpected anal entry (thanks, Mecha-- delicious imagery as always from you) or "hear" the classic hentai wail "eeeyaaaah!" to push over the edge.
Got a new job today. I expect triumph jacking will result this evening, unless the T wears me out good and proper-like.
Even at my most shamefully libidinous, doesn't work. I have to at least picture a surprised "O!" face at unexpected anal entry (thanks, Mecha-- delicious imagery as always from you) or "hear" the classic hentai wail "eeeyaaaah!" to push over the edge.
Got a new job today. I expect triumph jacking will result this evening, unless the T wears me out good and proper-like.
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